It occurs to me that I am tired of outrage.

What’s up with all this outrage all the time? I’m weary of it in other people, mostly as it expresses itself politically.

But I am more than weary of it in myself. Why am I always encountering things that are so far from the way they should be? I generally find this to be so in business.

Outrage has a long shelflife. It doesn’t roll off into quiescence. It stick around, like an artesian well…It just keeps bubbling up.

Halt. I don’t want to face any more outrageous situations.

i’d prefer to laugh and be silly